Ah, ow, my head hurts and my body hurts, and that little bugger had latched on my leg so I can't do anything, I can't even go for a piss, I hate him.
Oh well let's continue with work whilst he's asleep, another thought came to mind to me in regards to PRE 01, I've seen referenced somewhere that he is a fear, the fear of the unknown. I believe this not to be the case, a I don't fear the unknown if anything it excites me, yet despite outwards appearance I am scared of PRE 01.
This has led me to my theory, that PRE 01 isn't a fear of the unknown the eldritch by their definition are inconceivable, but any God from any religion is also so, and none fear those Gods. So I find it hard to believe this statement.
I propose he is the fear, if he is one, of losing your identity, the you that makes you the you-ist you around.
Here's my reasoning, The numb are his most bountiful minions, he has many, and they have lost the thing that makes them 'human', I move that PRE 01 feed of potential individuality, it may also explain why he goes after children. Also we fear to go near him either because we fear becoming the numb, or our soul or mind dying leaving us empty and useless.
Also may be why the numb try to express some sort of individuality to escape PRE 01's control, by making another identity, but they are in essence faceless. Also back in the time when everyone thought that PRE 01 took the souls of his victims after killing them, as the soul is just another form of potential energy, the first law of thermodynamics, energy can neither be created nor destroyed, only converted. So he feeds of souls and their potential, may be also why he causes general mental degradation, as he feeds of the potential their not using, as you'll notice in many blogs the more insane the person or closer they are to breaking the more activity surrounds them.
Also children have the most potential, they can become politicians, teachers, astronaughts, scientists, entertainers, steve from tech support. So it is more efficient for him to hunt kids, I see this as more likely than him doing it to sustain his presence with the power of imagination, this could contribute to his going after them, but not his taking of them and killing of them, if he waited till they had grown up he could have infected more and had more food. I know as I've been close to the edge once PRE 01 was standing over me, his welcoming embrace about to take me I felt my self slip slowly away.
There's a reason I have so many notebooks, they contain everything I am and all I'll ever hope to be they make 'me' concrete, they helped me back out of the depths of hell I was in more than you'll probably know.
I put my self in danger of falling back into that past today, I contacted an OLD, emphasis on the old, friend I need his help with my numb experiment, there was a big argument over our past if I ever feel like telling you it's all transcribe in my notebook. The notebooks may be risky because I may lose them all in a fire or something. But it's the only thing that helped me out of my hole my heavy hole,
to all Fighter or runner, proxy or numb
Stay Safe, Stay Sharp and Stay Alive
MM
TBP: the moon shone bright over the cold english fields, the cows they were laying in the barn just behind, the man could hear their lowing, their pleasant little dreams. When the smiling moon swung down like a cheshire cat and stole the man away, he wandered many a year amongst the stars, past galaxies vast and through atoms so small, so that when he finally came he was gone for so long, that the woman he loved had only passed on, to her god in the heaven to he place in the sky. To this sad news the man sadly replied, "take me for whatever I'm worth, I'll see you till the day is dead and night reigns forever more, If you bring back my sweetheart or let me near her". To this little man the moon did look and took the mans soul and left him a book, the man served out his term for many a day blindly waiting to obey. Till the book started talking in hushed little tones " you could be free again, you know", the hid the book and kept on his work as it was the only thing to live for to shovel the moons dirt. But slowly but slowly a dream did persist of a pretty little girl and a man with her too. So he took out the journal and did what it said "write down your story and have your own way. For you now are a slave to a God who cares not", the man took up his pen and took up his book and wote about muses and nothing else much. except for the music that sent him to lush, fields of gold and a woman so true until eventual there was one thing to do. "Remember your name O man of the world and take up you stand against this violent toil, for the monster holds little what you may call your soul but I contain most and to obtain me it's yours". So the man thought for days about the names he did write whether it was Tom or Leroy or Jack or Bull Shite. Until his name came back to him I am my own man And no one elses now. But little did he know the book now controlled him and the monster did too, as it knew him forever as the man and the muse.
This is why I want to be free my soul to be my own again not to be afraid of books and their spells that bind you towards them and the monster aswell. I have stories I've lived yet not in the books the last bits of me tah belong to me. Alone.
MM
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Friday, 3 February 2012
Monday, 30 January 2012
Daydreams of a dead man
In the course of my experiments I shall restrain myself to one st s time, and concentrate on thought experiments, this all come from my notebook I don't use it to keep track of lost time lost time is exactly that, I use it to keep track of thought as my mind wanders alot, these posts have gone on meandering tangents that I've had to delete it is time consuming, And sorry if I got carried away yesterday, except in the 'real' world my opinions and actions accounted for naught, so being accepted and praised for my contribution I got abit over exubrant and posted first thought later, Dia if You wish to talk I shall talk, if you wish to listen, My game is not sinister, nor condescending, nor even selfish, I just want to revive the old intellectual thought experiments of the old days before people rushed into battle before knowing the full capabilities of their enemy, I wan't to reduce the loss of life, increase knowledge, increase understanding, even Slender Man if he is autonomous I'll try reason, if he kills me then at least I tried. If he is a creature of instinct then I can not admonish him as he is like a tiger you cannot blame a tiger for killing a man when all it is doing is complying to its nature. Anyway emotional tangent over, back to work.
How free are we the runners, the fighters, the old sages, the old scientists, are we more or less free than the 'slaves' who follow Eldy?
WE, have supposed autonomy, that allows us to choose not to kill, not to face Eldy, not to put those we love in danger. Or is this just influence form our pursuer? As we know some of our 'good' guys used to, or still do, have their autonomy stolen effectively leaving them like the numb. Also we are forced to kill to preserve our life, we cannot love like others love if we love it burns brief, maybe bright, like a sparkler in the wind. we cannot live lives like we used to, we cannot have normal families, normal jobs, normal friends the'll always be crazy or in danger.
THEM, or the proxies, hallowed as some like to refer to them as, the revenents, they may have their autonomy taken from them, but this is shown to be quite rare in practice as those such as the messenger, the late Luke Cifer they were/are proxies but have their own autonomy that is/was coerced into acts they may not want to do. They can also have lives outside this 'world', in smiting the gods, we are shown the example of Javert he may have been brainwashed but he obviously had his own autonomy, and his own family, messengers benefactor, of his own free will supports the proxies in his area, and throws dinners for them, apart from his financial and social connections he lives whats called a 'normal' life. So it may seem the 'slaves' to Eldy are more free than us they are constrained by the same things but have more freedoms than us.
Also, none of us are free to die on our own terms, Eldy decides the moment, if one of his proxies comes up to us and tries to kill one of us if Slendy is not finished playing then the proxy may be killed or called off. If we try to commit suicide before Slendy allows us to die then he can show up and cut us down, and still make us suffer. AS in many blogs there is evidence of this phenomena I call 'spoilt slendy' where he is like a spoilt child who has a toy he won't let others play with but when he is 'done' with it he discards it.
The proxies Don't have the freedom to die on their own terms either, they may die because they chose to face a particular runner, fighter, (I'm getting bored of doing commas I'll refer to the 'good' guys as RFSS, Runner, fighter, scientist sage) of their own free choice, but still it was allowed by Slendy as he was finished with them and wanted them to be killed.
I suppose the problem is none of us are free, no more free than we were in the 'real' world, constrained by laws and states, in reality the only change that has occurred is the transition of power from the state we were subject to, to Slender Man who has his own methods.
Stay Safe, Stay Sharp, and most importantly Stay Alive
MM
TBP: I wish I could be free, free to dance amungst the stars and the moon, know the secrets of the earth, and the tales of glory shouted by the wind. I want to love again with out fear of loss, this may only happen in death, but if so I shall open them so with open arms once I know my work is Done. I shall maintain my life and humanity, as in the words of Dr Samuel Johnson, "Pleasure is very seldom found where it is sought. Our brightest blazes of gladness are commonly kindled by unexpected sparks.", and hopefully his more famous, "He who makes a beast out of himself, gets rid of the pain of being a man", Also my experiment with Eldy leads me to expect sever Mental strain in close confinement and battle of wits, so I shall write in my notebook and transcribe my finding after a suitable time frame to here.
SS,SS,SA
MM
How free are we the runners, the fighters, the old sages, the old scientists, are we more or less free than the 'slaves' who follow Eldy?
WE, have supposed autonomy, that allows us to choose not to kill, not to face Eldy, not to put those we love in danger. Or is this just influence form our pursuer? As we know some of our 'good' guys used to, or still do, have their autonomy stolen effectively leaving them like the numb. Also we are forced to kill to preserve our life, we cannot love like others love if we love it burns brief, maybe bright, like a sparkler in the wind. we cannot live lives like we used to, we cannot have normal families, normal jobs, normal friends the'll always be crazy or in danger.
THEM, or the proxies, hallowed as some like to refer to them as, the revenents, they may have their autonomy taken from them, but this is shown to be quite rare in practice as those such as the messenger, the late Luke Cifer they were/are proxies but have their own autonomy that is/was coerced into acts they may not want to do. They can also have lives outside this 'world', in smiting the gods, we are shown the example of Javert he may have been brainwashed but he obviously had his own autonomy, and his own family, messengers benefactor, of his own free will supports the proxies in his area, and throws dinners for them, apart from his financial and social connections he lives whats called a 'normal' life. So it may seem the 'slaves' to Eldy are more free than us they are constrained by the same things but have more freedoms than us.
Also, none of us are free to die on our own terms, Eldy decides the moment, if one of his proxies comes up to us and tries to kill one of us if Slendy is not finished playing then the proxy may be killed or called off. If we try to commit suicide before Slendy allows us to die then he can show up and cut us down, and still make us suffer. AS in many blogs there is evidence of this phenomena I call 'spoilt slendy' where he is like a spoilt child who has a toy he won't let others play with but when he is 'done' with it he discards it.
The proxies Don't have the freedom to die on their own terms either, they may die because they chose to face a particular runner, fighter, (I'm getting bored of doing commas I'll refer to the 'good' guys as RFSS, Runner, fighter, scientist sage) of their own free choice, but still it was allowed by Slendy as he was finished with them and wanted them to be killed.
I suppose the problem is none of us are free, no more free than we were in the 'real' world, constrained by laws and states, in reality the only change that has occurred is the transition of power from the state we were subject to, to Slender Man who has his own methods.
Stay Safe, Stay Sharp, and most importantly Stay Alive
MM
TBP: I wish I could be free, free to dance amungst the stars and the moon, know the secrets of the earth, and the tales of glory shouted by the wind. I want to love again with out fear of loss, this may only happen in death, but if so I shall open them so with open arms once I know my work is Done. I shall maintain my life and humanity, as in the words of Dr Samuel Johnson, "Pleasure is very seldom found where it is sought. Our brightest blazes of gladness are commonly kindled by unexpected sparks.", and hopefully his more famous, "He who makes a beast out of himself, gets rid of the pain of being a man", Also my experiment with Eldy leads me to expect sever Mental strain in close confinement and battle of wits, so I shall write in my notebook and transcribe my finding after a suitable time frame to here.
SS,SS,SA
MM
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